Chapter 979: Make Xiao Ze a Slave?
On the Flying Ball Tribe territory of the Tai Chu ContinentâŠ
There was a mountain on which one rock face had been smashed open to reveal translucent green crystals inside, from which an extremely powerful vital energy fluctuation could be detected.
At the foot of the rock face, there were two parties that were caught in an impasse.
Xiao Ze wore a set of black robes as he stood firmly before a dozen or so outer sect disciples while staring with a grave expression at the man before him. The man had golden eyes and dragon horns on his head, and he was wearing a set of white robes.
Beside this middle-aged man, there were two male Dragon Tribe cultivators with powerful auras, as well as a powerful Dragon Tribe entourage.
âXiao Ze, you killed my brother, but my father has been kind enough to spare your life, seeing as you are affiliated with the Heavenly Court. Why do you still resist?â A male Dragon Tribe cultivator who was holding a jade fan interrogated in a stern voice.
âIâm only going to be my masterâs underling! You want me to become the Dragon Courtâs eternal slave? Go f*ck yourselves!â Xiao Ze chuckled coldly.
The middle-aged man at the forefront of the group spoke in a slow, yet menacing voice, âIf you continue to resist, then donât blame me for killing you on the spot in order to avenge my son!â
Boom!
An extremely fearsome dragon might erupted between heaven and earth as peerlessly regal golden ripples radiated from the middle-aged manâs body. Everyone around was struck by a sense of crushing asphyxiation, as if they were being confronted by an ancient True Dragon.
âHave you no shame, Ao Meng? Itâs clearly you who is trying to rob our mine, which has therefore resulted in this altercation, and now youâre pinning the blame on us? Is this how the Dragon King does things?â Liu Qianhuan held her sword as she pointed at the middle-aged man with an enraged expression.
âThereâs no place for a child like you in a conversation between adults!â Ao Meng harrumphed coldly, and an extremely terrifying aura materialized into a substantial form before hurtling toward Liu Qianhuan.
Xiao Ze instantly positioned himself before Liu Qianhuan and launched his palms against the oncoming attack.
Boom!
An earth-shattering collision ensued.
Xiao Ze stumbled back a few steps before stabilizing himself and glaring at Ao Meng. âIâm the one who killed your son! Donât go unleashing cowardly attacks against Soul Formation Stage cultivators! Where is your honor as a Dragon Tribe mighty figure?â
A disdainful expression appeared on Ao Mengâs face. âEven if I kill all of you to avenge my son, the Heavenly Court wonât be able to state any objections. Hurry up and sign the slave contract with me! My patience is wearing thin!â
âYou want to kill members of my Four Nine Immortal Sect? Take care you donât get yourself killed!â
A handsome man flew toward them from a distance before looking down upon Ao Meng.
âHmph! Who gave you the courage to talk to me like that?â Ao Meng had never been insulted by a Soul Formation Stage cultivator like this, and he raised his hand to grip the air in the direction of the black brick!
Boom!
Space suddenly twisted in that instant.
However, a flash of white light erupted, and An Lin disappeared from the spot.
âWhat?â Ao Meng faltered slightly at this sudden development.
In his moment of stunned inactivity, a white light suddenly flashed before him, and a man with black energy radiating from his body suddenly emerged from thin air and unleashed a vicious sword strike!
Whoosh!
A terrifying black sword projection extended for close to ten kilometers, slicing apart all of the mountains in its path.
Ao Meng was knocked back several hundred meters by that sword strike, but he remained completely unscathed.
âSo youâre the Dragon King of the Dragon Court of the Eastern Seas, Ao Meng? Youâre nothing much.â
Even though he hadnât injured Ao Meng, a sneer still appeared on An Linâs lips, as if he did not even see Ao Meng as a worthy opponent.
âYouâre An Lin?â Azure scales had appeared on Ao Mengâs arms.
He had used his two arms as a shield to defend himself from An Linâs previous attack.
âThatâs right, I am the sect leader of the Four Nine Immortal Sect, An Lin.â
An Lin did not keep his identity a secret. If he didnât even have the courage to reveal who he was, then he wouldnât have appeared here in the first place.
He scanned his eyes across the Dragon Tribe forces to find that, including Ao Meng, there were three Return to Void Stage mighty figures among them.
Aside from Ao Meng, one of the remaining two mighty figures was the Return to Void Initial Stage Ao Mingyu, whom he had met at the Ancient Tai Chu Realm. The other one was a Dragon Tribe mighty figure who he had never met before. This Dragon Tribe mighty figure had obscured his aura, so it was impossible to ascertain his cultivation base.
âWhat an outstanding young hero.â Ao Meng looked at An Lin with a fake smile.
An Lin responded in kind, âAnd what a shameless old fart.â
Ao Mengâs lips twitched as a cold sneer appeared on his face. âI hope you can understand the implications of killing my son. If you want Xiao Ze to live, then persuade him to become my slave and tell your people to evacuate from this mine at once.â
âYou want to make my disciple your slave? Do you really think youâre worthy?â An Lin raised his head, and there was a hint of cold rage in his eyes.
âMasterâŠâ Tears welled up in Xiao Zeâs eyes as he looked at An Lin.
âHahahaâŠâ Ao Meng couldnât help but laugh at the height of his rage. âYou refuse to cooperate? Alright, then you can all die here!â
He had already planned everything out. If worse came to worst, he would just have to kill Xiao Ze and the others right on the spot. The Heavenly Court wouldnât intervene as he was only avenging his son, which made his actions justifiable.
After that, he could take this spirit stone mine for himself, and all in all, it wasnât a bad deal to exchange the life of a useless son for a large spirit stone mine.
An Lin refused to get swept up in Ao Mengâs rhythm. âDonât be so eager to battle! Letâs set out the facts first and ascertain just who is in the wrong on this matter!â
âQuit your yapping! You donât have the right to be negotiating with me! The reality is that Xiao Ze has killed my son, so he has two choices now, one of which is to become my slave and the other one is to pay with his life! Iâll give you ten seconds to consider.â Ao Mengâs monstrous aura erupted forth again.
A power of the divine dao, which was unique to a Return to Void Final Stage mighty figure, surged into the sky, creating an extremely powerful tornado of wind and light that howled in rage.
An Lin gritted his teeth upon seeing this, and the veins on his forehead bulged. Ao Meng was completely unwilling to settle this through reason.
Ao Meng knew in his heart that the Dragon Court was in the wrong here. Hence, if he really did afford An Lin the opportunity to analyze the situation, then he would be placed at a moral disadvantage. As such, it was best to just force a battle immediately!
The Dragon Court was more powerful than the Four Nine Immortal Sect anyway.
Hence, the Four Nine Immortal Sect could only bend to his will and judgment.
âSeeing as you think I donât have the right to negotiate with you, then let me show you whether I have the right to do so or not!â Golden light flashed through An Linâs eyes as a paramount divine might erupted forth.
Boom!
Golden ripples permeated through heaven and earth, as if a peerless god was looking down upon the ants of the world.
The entire Dragon Tribe entourage, with the exception of Ao Meng and the two men beside him, all sprawled to the ground!
An Lin was not someone that would just accept being trampled upon.
Ao Meng wanted to talk through the use of fists?
Then he would just have to speak Ao Mengâs language!